I seek death to dominate the world of immortality

Li Zhenjing thought for a moment and said, "No one has entered the ninth floor since the establishment of the Soul-Suppressing Tower."

"There was once a disciple of the Changbai Sect who secretly practiced evil heretics."

"Committing serious crimes such as betraying the sect, deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, and killing fellow sect members."

"It's just that he was imprisoned on the eighth floor."

"How many heinous people must be to be imprisoned in the ninth floor?"

Li Zhenjing shook his head, "I don't know."

Su Cheng hurriedly asked: "Then the person who was imprisoned on the eighth floor, what kind of cultivation did he have when he was imprisoned, and what was his final outcome?"

Li Zhenjing said with a serious face: "When he was imprisoned, he was already a great power in the Mahayana stage, and he did not escape the ending of being wiped out in ashes!"

"Now you know the power of the soul-suppressing tower!"

Gu Sheng pricked up his ears and listened, suddenly a little surprised.

Is this soul-suppressing tower really that powerful?

Even the great power of the Mahayana period can be wiped out in ashes.

Su Cheng's eyes lit up. Oh my god, all the great powers in the Mahayana period could be wiped out in ashes.

She is now just a rookie in the qi training period.

Wouldn't it be certain to die if you went in?

Li Zhenjing saw her in a daze, looking fierce and fierce: "Now you know you are scared, right?"

"Seventh Junior Brother, you listen to me, and you will kneel down with me later."

"I'll scold you first, and then you..."

He muttered in Su Cheng's ear for a long time, but Su Cheng didn't listen to a word and was thinking about how to try to get a longer sentence for himself later.

Seeing Zhang Yuesong wave his sleeves, he lifted the soundproof wall.

Li Zhenjing quickly patted Su Cheng and reminded in a low voice: "You must cry bitterly, you know?"

Su Cheng: "?"

She looked confused, but Li Zhenjing had already knelt down with a plop.

"Master! Masters! Can you listen to Zhenjing's words first?"

Su Cheng also knelt down, and Zhang Yuesong stared. This kid didn't even kneel before Emperor Quede, but he was actually willing to kneel to him?

Could it be that he really knew that he was wrong?

Li Zhenjing was also very relieved to see Su Cheng do as he said. Junior Brother Xin Dao Seventh finally listened to his words.

Su Cheng looked sincere and said loudly: "Master! I was wrong!"

Zhang Yuesong was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair.

Did he hear it correctly? Is Su Cheng really admitting his mistake?

Zhan Fengliu tapped him with his fan and reminded: "Elder brother?"

Zhang Yuesong came back to his senses, regained his serious expression, and asked: "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Su Cheng knelt straight: "My mistake was..."

"I don't know either, but I was just wrong!"

Zhang Yuesong closed his eyes helplessly.

Li Zhenjing reminded in a low voice next to Su Cheng: "Seventh Junior Brother, you should say that you were wrong because you acted recklessly, and you should not have brought that Zhongshan God back to the sect..."

Zhang Yuesong shouted angrily: "Li! Real! Pure!"

Li Zhenjing trembled all over and did not dare to speak anymore.

Su Cheng didn't care what their reaction was, and continued: "In any case, I caused Master and the elders to be injured, and the sect was severely damaged."

"It makes the already poor sect even worse."

"It's all my fault!"

This sentence 'makes the already poor sect worse' instantly made several elders blush.

Zhang Yuesong said displeased: "What on earth do you want to say?!"

Su Cheng looked at Zhang Yuesong with hope and said seriously: "Master, I invite myself to go to the ninth floor of the Soul Suppression Tower to be punished!"

There was a moment of silence throughout.

"roll!!!"

A roar shook the entire meeting hall.

Then Su Cheng was kicked into the first floor of the Soul Resurrection Tower by Zhang Yuesong.

The traitor's figure was no longer in front of him, and his voice was no longer in his ears. Zhang Yuesong's whole world became much peaceful.

Su Cheng rolled into the tower and fell into darkness.

The strange sound of chanting a curse surrounded her in a three-dimensional 360 degrees.

There is no pain that Li Zhenjing mentioned.   It was just the numbness in her scalp that made her feel a little nauseous.

My body was still feeling cold and hot, and I couldn't say it was painful, but it was certainly uncomfortable.

Su Cheng took out the luminous pearl, illuminated the surroundings, and found that the tower was extremely empty.

There was a formation painted on the ceiling above the head. The devil-like sound of chanting a curse must have come from this formation.

She soon discovered that there seemed to be inscriptions on the wall, which should have been written by people who had been imprisoned here before.

So she moved closer curiously and read out each word.

"I want to die so much."

"What's the point of living? It's better to die."

"Master, I hate you."

"Junior sister, do you love him that much?"

Su Cheng's head was covered with black lines. It seemed that this Taoist cultivator also had many worldly worries.

Tingzhan Fengliu said that one day outside is equivalent to ten days in the tower.

And she will be imprisoned for seven days, which means she will stay here for seventy days.

Forget it, let's make peace with it now.

Su Cheng started to refine marrow and bone water again.

The first time she filled Mo Changsheng's small gourd, it took her almost two months.

Now in the Soul-Suppressing Tower, she had nothing else to do, so she spent all her time refining the marrow bone water.

Coupled with the fact that she was becoming more and more skilled in refining, she filled the small gourd in less than a month.

Due to two sudden accidents, she used up all the marrow bone water she had prepared to pay off her debts.

This gave her the feeling that she was always paying off a debt.

So she decided to prepare more in case of emergencies.

After practicing, she summed up ways to improve efficiency, and her speed was more than doubled than before.

But just doing this all day is boring.

Su Cheng thought of the mechanism inheritance given to her by the leader of the Sharman tribe.

The mechanism technique was just as she imagined, it was indeed a very interesting technique.

As she looked at it, she wanted to find materials to practice with.

The more I looked, the stronger this thought became.

In the end, I jumped up and took out the Quede sword and practiced two sets.

Li Zhenjing outside was paying attention to the movements of the Soul Resurrection Tower every day.

Although he has not personally experienced the power of the Soul Suppression Tower, he has seen people imprisoned in the Soul Suppression Tower.

He once sent a fellow student in with his own hands, and he could hear the people inside screaming in pain from outside.

But it was already the fourth day, and he didn't hear any movement from inside.

Not even sobbing or moaning.

"Master, please go and see the Seventh Junior Brother, something really seems to have happened to him."

Li Zhenjing found Zhang Yuesong with a worried look on his face.

Zhang Yuesong's eyes were deep: "Have you finished carrying water?"

Li Zhenjing didn't dare to speak and quickly retreated.

In the dead of night, Zhang Yuesong took action.

He thought that Su Cheng might be in a coma, and even thought that she might be dead.

What I never expected was that this kid was practicing swordplay inside.

Her condition didn't seem to be affected by the Soul Calming Tower at all.

Her eyes looked so focused and her movements were so smooth.

What a strong and persevering child this must be!

Zhang Yuesong's heart was touched at this moment.

His eyes were full of relief, and his anger towards Su Cheng disappeared at this moment.

Su Cheng's sword was as sharp as ever, without the soft sword feeling that Zhang Yuesong said.

On the contrary, it has the meaning of being a school of its own.